I started talking to this girl recently. I sort of knew her back in high school but she was more of an acquaintance then. I’ve had some conversations with her since then where I’m pretty sure I sounded like a massive douche, but I didn’t care. It only made me angry when she started responding so well. Has it always been this easy? Why the hell do women like being talked to like that? Some examples:

Her: “did you delete your Facebook?”

Me: “yea”

Her: “why?”

Me: “I only ever used it to stalk girls I wanted to fuck, like you. It got boring.”

Her: “You’re being so wise, I really admire that ❤️”

I blatantly told her that I stalked her online because I wanted to fuck her! Why would anyone enjoy being talked to like that? And how come no one has ever taught me this? Do none of my friends and family want me to succeed?

I’ve been reading No More Mr. Nice Guy by Robert Glover, and somewhere in the book, it told me to start doing things I enjoy. He gave an example of booking a trip to go somewhere I’ve always wanted to go. I live in the Carolinas, and I’ve always loved the Blue Ridge Mountains. I haven’t been in a while, so I got on AirBnB and booked a nice cabin for this weekend. Then I had an idea to make the weekend even more fun for me.

Me: “I got an AirBnB in Asheville this weekend. Come with me and get some good dick, I want to have a toy to play with while I’m there.”

Her: “I don’t know, I’m supposed to have a new fridge delivered to me this weekend.”

Me: “It’s cool, I’ll get one of my other girls to come.”

Her, 20 minutes later: “Actually that sounds fun 😊 my sister said she’ll be here for the fridge.”

There’s just enough blue pill left in me to make me feel guilty for talking to her like that, but for the most part I feel happy that I’m finally getting what I want in life. I’m angry that no one taught me this. In fact, I was raised to do the exact opposite of this. My parents never taught me to be this blunt and honest. My sisters never taught me that. My brother never taught me. None of my male and female friends ever taught me this. Did no one in my life ever want me to succeed? Did no one want me to be happy? The Red Pill is literally the first time anyone has encouraged me to just be honest and blunt about what I want, even if that means being a bit mean and stepping on some toes, and to not hide the parts of myself that I’m ashamed of (the thing I said about Facebook was entirely true. Deleting it has helped me with nofap too). I’m 25 and I’m just mad that this is the first time in my life that I’m learning this lesson.

But I mean, I’m not too mad. I’m going hiking and bowhunting this weekend, and I get to have sex while I’m there. I’ll post an update about how the weekend goes sometime on Monday.